Kidnapping Rachel

Mute by choice, seems weird, right? In the world of Rachel Vahn things are complicated, and broken. She's sick, and untreated. She's abused by her father. Her mom has been dead for years, and now Rachel has had enough. Things take a turn for weird when Rachel is kidnapped by the world's biggest heartthrobs, One Direction.

4. Chapter 4

Harry

I heard footsteps upstairs, and looked around the room. All of the lads were here in the room, meaning the girl we kidnapped was awake. Why didn't I hear a scream? Wouldn't a girl scream if she woke up in a foreign place?

"Guys, she's awake." I say, and all of the boys' heads snap in my direction.

I press my finger to my lips and motion for them to listen. They concentrated on the clumsy footsteps seeping through the floorboards. They then nodded in agreement at me.

"What are we gonna do with her?" I ask, a smirk playing on my lips.

"We're going to keep her here, so she's safe." Niall said with a smartass tone.

"Yes, but what are we gonna do with her?" I repeat, slightly agitated, now.

How could he be so stupid? She needs to earn her place here. We're doing her a favor. She's probably just some crazed fan, anyways. It was probably all an act, I mean, she didn't scream when Niall was running after her. She probably put on an act to get in our house, and she's probably going to come down here any moment now, just to fangirl. I bet I'm her favorite, I mean, I am the most handsome. I smirk to myself at the thought.

"Nothing, we're not going to do anything with her, she looks so fragile!" Niall shouts at me, disgust evident in his tone.

I sigh, "It's probably all an act." I say, waving my hand dismissivley.

"You can't act being broken." Niall says, his eyes bright, and angry.

Just then, the rest of the boys start laughing, I stared at them, confused.

"You guys are fighting like an old married couple!" Louis exclaimed, still laughing.

Just then, everything went silent. I looked in the direction everyone else was staring. I was suddenly angry again, at the sight. A small girl with knotted hair, and blue eyes, and looked sick. How could someone do this? She took turns looking each one of us in the eyes.

When she got to me, I felt suddenly exposed, like she was reading me over. I got even angrier, how dare she try and make me vulnerable. I looked her up and down, checking her out, and she attempted to shield herself even more.

When she was done examining us, Niall introduced us all slowly, pointing each of us out. She nodded in acknowledgement. We stood there, staring at her, waiting for her to say something.

"Are you going to talk?" I asked, unsatisfied with her reaction.

She jumped at my voice, and she looked scared. That made me feel powerful, so I walked toward her slowly. She shrank back as I lifted my hand, and she fell when my hand made contact with her face. She was unconsious by the time she hit the ground. I continued to hit her, gaining more power with every punch.

"Harry, what the hell are you doing?!" Niall screamed at me, as he pushed me away from my victum.

I then realized what I was doing, and tears fell from my eyes. I was a monster. I ran up the stairs to the loo, ignoring the calls from the lads.

When I got inside the loo, I locked the door behind me. I splashed water on my face, and stared at myself in the mirror.

My green eyes were wild, and my face was red. I was pretty fit looking even then, if I do say so myself. I then ventured silently back to my room, I needed to be alone. I lay on my bed, just thinking, as sleep overcame me quickly.

(A/N: Sorry that this chapter kinda sucks, I started to run out of ideas, BUT I pushed through it, and updated. This will be the only update for the day, and tomorrow, you may get two updates, depending on how may day plays out. But for today, school matters get in the way. SORRY :( anyways, thanks for reading! ~SammyBear)